Deane's life is out of control. She's banned from becoming a paramedic, failing dental school, driving a temperamental rust bucket, and still single. One guy is interested in her, but he works at the morgue and is probably covered in death cooties.
If that's not enough, she learns that her ex-neighbor, the weirdo Trish, runs a successful company called Trish Inc. They make trashy occult games and merchandise designed to thrill and chill. Trish looks a million bucks and is probably worth many times that, while Deane is still dependent on her embarrassing parents.
Out of the blue, Trish surprises her with an offer to become a zombie wrangler. What could go wrong?
Catching zombies, flirting, glow sticks, neighborhood feuds and a guard goose. This story has it all.
Author note: It took almost two years before I felt this story was good enough to share. I don't think I'd take those two years back for anything. Writing this story was a great learning experience in writing first person POV. One day I'll find a better cover. :D
Zombie image on cover by XaR623. Used with permission. View his gallery at: http://xar623.deviantart.com/gallery/